tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post8630484096349911326..comments2023-10-19T05:40:59.162-04:00Comments on Sippican Cottage: Paperback Writer, All Shipshape and Bristol FashionSippicanCottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-82490317361638769422015-02-20T16:05:00.427-05:002015-02-20T16:05:00.427-05:00Mr. Sippi, I read what you say you did in yer yute...Mr. Sippi, I read what you say you did in yer yute, and I wail my mournful wail and gnash what's left of my terrible teeth at the lack of opportunities I didn't find to have a yute of my own like yers. Sure, there was some gun-runnin' and livin' underground, but still uneventful compared to yers. I'm just a bum on the bum, bump onna log, little frog inna swamp.Sam L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00996809377798862214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-24600522921805148512015-02-19T23:23:19.437-05:002015-02-19T23:23:19.437-05:00Larry: There are eight million stories in the nake...Larry: There are eight million stories in the naked city. Around these parts folks are clothed so that cuts it down to, oh, mebbe five-six million stories. <br /><br />Try to think metaphysically, like this:<br /><br />This is something<br />This is nothing<br />Something<br />Nothing<br /><br />Got it?chasmatichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14962911972107586613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-12580990953607312912015-02-19T18:00:05.049-05:002015-02-19T18:00:05.049-05:00Funny.Funny.Casey Klahnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08020906666248399435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-71854562520929242472015-02-19T11:10:36.619-05:002015-02-19T11:10:36.619-05:00"The groom jumped out the window halfway thro..."The groom jumped out the window halfway through our second set, by the way." So he wasn't trying to kill himself because of the music, he just wanted to go swimming? I never understand what anyone is talking about here anyway.Larry Geigerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13158449612437822789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-61062486010790056552015-02-19T11:05:41.759-05:002015-02-19T11:05:41.759-05:00I've a buddy across whom you may have run in a...I've a buddy across whom you may have run in a Chinese restaurant back in the day who has become quite successful in that depraved industry (music, not Chinese restaurants). In high school, I once helped him set up in a roadhouse somewhere in Northern California that, no joke, had the stage behind the bar and was covered with chicken wire. Apparently, it helped keep the glass fragments from the bottles thrown at the band down to a manageable size. I'm guessing, too, that the guy who checked ID's of the patrons and employees was off that night.Johnny Glendalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15836298682851385906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-45373616985590945342015-02-19T01:04:01.153-05:002015-02-19T01:04:01.153-05:00Sipp, I trust that Unorganized Hancock will not be...Sipp, I trust that Unorganized Hancock will not be subjected to such dire working conditions.<br /><br />I have played in bands where one or another of the musicians would get loaded and fall off the stage. Sometimes unnoticed. Bands like that are not for the fainthearted or innocent.chasmatichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14962911972107586613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-24767561162579012892015-02-18T14:49:43.151-05:002015-02-18T14:49:43.151-05:00Very nice. After viewing it twice, my little ones ...Very nice. After viewing it twice, my little ones decided it's time to bring out their toy guitars and play their own version, "Paper Bike Rider."juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.com